The most romantic little emperor

The night is deep and everything is silent.

Xiao Siliang had just walked out of the residence of Zhou Qin, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. He was not in a relaxed mood after being invited to the banquet.

At this moment, he stepped into the residence arranged for him by Daxia, and his steps revealed a hint of fatigue and contemplation.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air broke the silence of the night.

"Whoosh!"

The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night sky, like a sharp arrow that instantly broke the tranquility of the night.

Xiao Siliang's heart tightened and his face changed drastically.

assassin?

This thought flashed through his mind quickly, and then he pushed open the door without hesitation and walked out quickly.

Just as Xiao Siyuan appeared at the door, several guards on night watch heard the sound and quickly gathered around him.

"Deputy Envoy Xiao, someone just secretly shot an arrow at us, and there was a letter tied to the arrow." A guard stepped forward and immediately presented the feather arrow and the letter.

Xiao Siliang took the arrow and the letter, a trace of doubt and vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he asked softly: "Where is the person?"

The guard shook his head slightly and said, "No, by the time we got out, the person had disappeared without a trace."

"Understood, let's go!"

Yelu Lingxiao waved his hand gently, signaling the guard to withdraw. The guard nodded slightly, and his figure quietly disappeared into the darkness, as if he had never appeared.

Then, he came to the door of the room of Yelu Lingxiao, the King of the Southern Courtyard, with the feather arrow and the letter.

Yelu Lingxiao had not gone to bed yet and was worried about what happened during the day.

At this moment, Yelu Lingxiao had not yet gone to bed. He sat in his room, thinking about what had happened during the day, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples. He frowned, trying to make sense of his chaotic thoughts.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Yelu Lingxiao was slightly stunned, then said, "Come in."

Xiao Siliang pushed the door open and walked in, holding the feather arrow and the letter in his hands. He walked up to Yelu Lingxiao, handed the things over, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this was just found outside the courtyard."

Yelu Lingxiao took the feather arrow and the letter, came to the desk, and with the help of the light in the room, he quickly opened the letter in his hand.

"These people in the Great Xia Dynasty are bad at marching, fighting, governing the country, and maintaining peace! When it comes to internal fighting, each one is better than the other. It's really eye-opening." Yelu Lingxiao laughed with contempt as he read the letter.

As soon as their Liao envoys arrived in the capital today, someone from the Great Xia Dynasty tipped them off and leaked the conspiracy between the Great Xia Emperor and his important ministers. Moreover, the entire plan was written out in detail.

Through this unexpected intelligence, Yelu Lingxiao immediately analyzed that the court of Daxia was not monolithic, but undercurrents were surging.

Obviously, someone within the Great Xia Dynasty was dissatisfied with the decision of the Great Xia Emperor, or chose to leak this secret to them for some unknown purpose.

Yelu Lingxiao secretly rejoiced in his heart, but at the same time he also had some doubts about the authenticity of the information.

However, regardless of whether this information is true or false, it is undoubtedly good news for Yelu Lingxiao.

After all, the officials of Daxia used all their intelligence to deal with their own people!

It is a good thing for the Liao Dynasty that the court is full of such treacherous villains.

With these people's secret help, Yelu Lingxiao's confidence became even stronger.

"That's fine!"

Yelu Lingxiao shook his head gently, with a meaningful smile on his face, "Since we have a common enemy, I will lend you a helping hand!"

He raised his arm slightly, holding a letter between his fingers, as if ready to burn it.

However, just as the flame was about to touch the envelope, he stopped moving his fingers.

This letter is not just a piece of paper. It is a handle, a bargaining chip, and a weapon that he may use in the future.

If you burn it on impulse, you may lose many unknown opportunities and possibilities.

Well, you can’t burn it, you absolutely can’t burn it!

This letter might be the key to his future internal strife within Daxia. If he waits until the right time to bring it out, it might have unexpected value.

It’s still useful if you keep it in your own hands!

Thinking of this, Yelu Lingxiao immediately changed his mind. He carefully put away the letter and hid it in his arms.

Yelu Lingxiao held the letter in his hand, with mixed emotions surging in his heart. The flames jumped on the candlesticks, flickering with an alluring light, as if tempting him to throw the letter into it and turn it into ashes. However, reason told him that this was by no means a wise choice.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner impulse. Although this letter seemed ordinary at the moment, it might contain countless unknown opportunities and possibilities. If he destroyed it on impulse, he might miss the key to changing his destiny.

"Well, I can't burn it, I absolutely can't burn it!" Yelu Lingxiao repeatedly warned himself in his heart. He imagined that this letter might become a weapon for him to provoke internal strife in Daxia in the future, and the pleasure of controlling the situation made him excited.

He imagined that at some point in the future, when the internal strife in Daxia reached its peak, he would take out this letter, reveal the secrets in it, and instantly reverse the situation. That unexpected value would be enough to make him stand out in Daxia's political arena and even change the fate of the entire country.

Thinking of this, Yelu Lingxiao's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that the letter would still be useful in his hands, and he must not give it up easily. So, he carefully put away the letter and hid it deep in his arms to ensure that it would not be discovered.

From then on, Yelu Lingxiao cherished the letter even more, and was always ready to take it out at the right time to bring out its due value. He knew that this letter would become an important bargaining chip in his future and help him realize his ambitions and ideals.

At the same time, the person who delivered the letter also returned to the Su Mansion.

"Is it settled?"

Su Meng asked with a cold face.

"It's done."

The man in black answered respectfully.

"Did anyone find you?"

Su Meng asked again.

"no!"

The man in black shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

Su Meng was very worried about this.

"Sure!"

The man in black said firmly: "The villain dares to guarantee it with his head!"

"That's good!"

Su Meng nodded in satisfaction and threw a large gold ingot to the man in black, "Go down!"

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness!"

The man in black took the gold ingot, thanked him happily, and bowed out of the room.

The moment he exited the room, a cold light suddenly swept across his neck.

Before the man in black could react, his head fell to the ground.